Ello my Etats-Unis ( and international) friends! Oh how I miss you. Probably as much as I love French cheese. Don't worry, I'm eating plenty of it for you. With a few more days left of my French adventure I wanted to check in and say Bonjour to you, and let you know I am much alive and much fed. While I will be filling you in as much as I am filling my belly these days with recaps, here's some photos of a few of my adventures. Locks of love in Paris. The view of a morning run in Toul. Some bovine friends I met on a mountaintop. Getting in my apple a day the French way. Bowls > Cups of coffee. See you next week!! ...
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Eat Croissants. Drink Wine. Be Skinny : The French Paradox
Hiya pals! Welcome to another Monday morning. Let's all take a deep breath and a gulp of coffee to wake up and not go back to bed immediately as I'd like to after staying up and watching that massacre of a game. I should have just stuck to the Puppy Bowl. At least Bruno Mars was entertaining. So I've been MIA for a few days, I know. This week has been a bit crazy, but for good reason which I will enlighten you to later on. But for now, let's go back to once upon a time of a place called the weekend... Saturday I ended my no-egg streak with a giant omelette packed with broccoli, mushroom, and 2 whole cloves of garlic...and it was delicious. MJ made out like a frugal veggie bandit at the discount rack and snagged a pint of peeled ...
